“JEANS” in italiano

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jeans

jeans

She fumbled with his fly and he was right there with her, lifting his hips and helping her yank down his jeans and boxer briefs.

He adjusted his jeans and pocketed the twenty.

Dressed simply in jeans and a loose shirt, the straps of a small leather backpack pressing on her shoulders, she doesn’t look like she could defend herself, let alone another human being.

She changed out of her Bermuda shorts and into skinny jeans cuffed at the ankle and a white button-down blouse with a baby-doll collar.

He dragged on jeans and a black tee and ran a comb through his damp hair.

The Monster was wearing a red and white Phat Farm shirt and a pair of jeans.

Dylan would rather rock his jeans and graphic tees for the rest of his days, if it’s all the same to him.

But the rank smell of secondhand bong smoke, the taste of warm beer filling his gut, and the feel of some gal’s hand dick diving into his jeans seemed like eons ago.

’She undressed him, pulled down his tight jeans before he had removed his shoes, and left him in an awkward tangle, which seemed to take ages to sort out.

It could very well be from ogling the gorgeous guy with the heather-gray, sweat-drenched T-shirt and stonewashed jeans that fit him way too well as he bent over the engine of his beat-up Pontiac Bonneville rather than the triple-digit dry heat baking the asphalt and everything alive outside Rob’s Diner, where Joy had stopped for a cheeseburger and fries.

He inchwormed his jeans on and his stomach rolled.